so, how much did you get for yours?
One meellion dollars.
Ha.
Are you sure that guy wasn't Ben Kingsley training for his next role as a French industrialist, though?
J’adore un homme qui connait les vins,
Il est vraiment entre esclaves un prince.
Petit ou grand, chevelu ou lisse,
Mais surtout il doit etre riche.
Riche, riche, riche.
I love it when the interweb reads my mind.
Oh and I got your mind too.
Elle a vomis dans ses shoes!
You love a large, hairy prince that keeps his slaves in a wine cellar? Is that it?
yeah. I was just looking for something that went with lisse.
I adore a man who connait the wines, It is really between slaves a prince. Small or large, hairy or smooth, But especially it must be rich. Rich person, rich person, rich person.
Exactly.
If I can't have you, sac, what am I supposed to do?
I will be getting that poem tattooed on my ass.
I guess Lecherous Belgian just doesn't have the same ring to it.
maccers, that is an excellent question, one that many women have had to ask themselves. Luckily, the answer is right under your nose. It's called your mouth, where the alcohol enters your body during periods of "drinking to forget."
"Pour savoir qu'un verre était de trop, encore faut-il l'avoir
bu."
Georges Courteline, Ecrivain français.
Something about glass and drinking, so I probably agree.
Those who are young when they are old, must be old when they are young.
or something. Saw it in The Alienist.
This is why I started shaving my head. Or it may be latent Nazi tendencies.
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